9 more days!

In 9 days I will be in Paris! I can't believe my dream is coming true. I have always wanted to go there and it's happening. I will actually be there looking at the real Eiffel Tower instead of these pictures and it seems so surreal. I have been dreaming about this since French class in 9th grade.

I can't wait to post more about this but for now...I AM GOING TO PARIS IN 9 DAYS...YIPPEEEEE!!!!!!

Starting out

I've wanted to start a blog for a long time but procrastination is my dear friend. However, I am about to embark on some amazing adventures so this is part of my "to do list" before I leave. I don't really expect anyone to read this, but I would like it more to be for me. I think that someday it would be pretty cool to show my grand kids my adventures and what my life was like.

So...It's 2012 and it's time to put my thoughts online. My friends, L, T, and J will be shocked to see I've actually turned to technology. Don't worry L, T, and J; I still have my good old fashion journal that I write in.

Here's to the start of some fabulous adventures...some exciting, some not, but adventures none the less.

Get my car fixed:
This is not exciting. My wonderful boss M, who I can only imagine is the best dad ever (after mine of course), pointed out to me today that my car was leaking. He even got out of his car and looked in his fancy suit to confirm. I'm pretty sure my reaction was good practice for him for when his own daughter "grows up." "Why is leaking...what's wrong with it?"
I don't really want to buy a new car. I spent a good 45 minutes online looking at cars and it was painful and confusing and the opposite of what I would like to be doing with my time. Moving on...hopefully it's nothing and Zippy Le Poo (my car's name given by my little sis) will be fine tomorrow.

Go to Paris:
This IS happening, and soon none the less. I embark on an adventure of a lifetime in 22 days. This is much more worth while than buying a new car. I have always dreamed about going to Paris and now that it is happening, I can't stop dreaming about Paris. What will I see? Will I get lost on the public transportation system? Will the water lilies look as amazing up close as they do in prints? Could Midnight in Paris really happen to me? What will I say to Jim Morrison's grave? How will I feel sitting in the cafe where Hemingway wrote? I can't wait to have all of these questions answered.
This will be my first time traveling alone. I am excited but kind of scared. Really the only thing I'm scared of is something stealing my new camera that I bought. Traveling alone; the concept seems perfect for me. I can do what I please, see what I want, be on my own time table, and do the nerdy things I want to do. However, there is a part of me that wonders about being alone in a foreign country. Will I get lonely? What happens if something happens and no one finds me? I am thinking the plus sides to the argument are winning in my head. But I guess I will find out soon.

More to come...